The Abandoned Heiress Reborn to Be Cherished (Seraphina) novel Chapter 271

hapter 271 Turmoil in the Stock Market

The middle–aged woman continued, “You came too late. If you’d been here a few days earlier, you might’ve gotten some of your money back.”

“Thank you,” Seraphina replied politely before turning and leaving.

Could it have been his doing that the notorious Meadows couple were suddenly thrown in jail? It seemed likely. Only he would take such action to help her.

Another debt she owed him.

Ratty Ray, the Meadows couple…

They were all taken care of. Yet Seraphina felt no joy, only a hollow emptiness inside.

She glanced up at the sky, its gray clouds drizzling a fine rain that mirrored her somber mood. No light shone through the oppressive gloom.

Would she ever find her light?

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After Christmas, life returned to its usual calm. On the surface, Seraphina’s days seemed unchanged, but beneath the calm exterior, her plans for a corporate takeover were rapidly gaining momentum under her guidance, waiting for the right moment to strike.

The seemingly tranquil stock market was about to face a storm of blood and chaos.

In a rundown alley stood an unremarkable cafe, rarely visited by anyone. Its only regular patrons were a man and a woman.

Rowan sipped his coffee, his face alight with excitement.

When Seraphina entered and took her seat, Rowan could barely contain his enthusiasm. “Seraphina, you’re amazing! That stock made another profit. Now, more and more people are trying to get me to spill the secret. So, when do we start with the plan?”

He was itching to dive in.

“Soon enough.”

Rowan had been waiting for this moment. Now, he could charge forward and dominate the financial market.

“Haha! That’s what I wanted to hear.” Rowan laughed, his excitement bubbling over.

Seeming to remember something, he added, “Over the past two months, I’ve made over three million in commissions, and with the investment returns, it’s about eight million total. We’ll split it fifty–fifty. Give me your bank card, and I’ll transfer your share.”

Seraphina sipped her juice leisurely and replied softly, “Keep it. Use that money to build a school. Call it Sebastian Elementary.”

“That’s over four million,” Rowan exclaimed, his voice tinged with disbelief. Donating it all seemed like such a waste.

“Donate it,” Seraphina insisted.

Seeing how unbothered she was about the money, Rowan shrugged helplessly. He couldn’t imagine being so cavalier about such a large sum.

“Alright.”

“Find someone unrelated to handle the matter. For the next few months, you’ll need to focus entirely on the stock market.”

“Got it.”

After Seraphina left the cafe, Rowan wasted no time reaching out to prominent figures in the stock market–wealthy, seasoned investors who had dominated the market for years. These individuals, with their substantial capital, were Rowan’s preferred collaborators. He had no interest in small–time investors with limited funds.

Over the past few months, the flattery and attention from those around him had gone to his head, making him forget that he had once been one of those very people he now looked down

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Once Rowan spread the word, it didn’t take an hour before people started flocking to him with their money. Many of them had already made significant profits by following his tips. Others, envious of the success stories they’d heard from friends, couldn’t resist jumping in to try their luck.

“Are you sure this guy is reliable?” a middle–aged woman adorned in gold jewelry asked her equally well–dressed husband as they stood outside Rowan’s office,

“Don’t worry. You know Liddell, right? He made over a million just by following this Stock Whiz. There’s no way I’d miss out on this opportunity. Last time, I didn’t take the chance and lost over a million. This time, I’m not making the same mistake.”

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